Last week Oskar was looking at Google Earth and asking “where’s the other planets?”
Me: “They only have Earth. That’s the only one they have mapped.”
Oskar: “But where’s the aliens?”
Oskar: “Dad, where are we, are we inside the moon?”
Me: “No, we’re on the earth.”
Oskar: “You mean inside it?”
Me: “No, we’re not inside it, we’re on the outside, on top of it.”
“No, we’re INside it. You’re lying, dad. You’re not telling the truth.”
Little girl in the park is ripping up grass & throwing it up in the air.
Me: “Why is it raining grass, what’s going on?”
“I don’t know! I’m wrecking the whole world!”
I hate the all gray icons in Lion, they make it harder to find what you’re looking for. (Wrote about this here a while back….)
Turns out there is an app for that — download “SideEffects” and restore some basic usability to the Finder:
(Unfortunately this appears to only work in the Finder itself. Sidebar icons in open/save dialogs, for example, are still the undifferentiated gray:
One of the other things that has always annoyed me is the scrollbars. I don’t like the fact that they hide. What is the purpose of this, to save 15px of screen real estate? At the expense of the user not knowing at glance that the content they are viewing is scrollable, or how much more content there is offscreen? Dumb. Just show me the damb scrollbar, Apple.
Turns out this is a simple fix, just change the setting in System Preferences. *slaps forehead*
I guess the word “dark” sums it up…
Unsettling. And kind of hypnotizing. And just generally awesome.
I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate equations and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am.
I am the right brain. I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion. Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter. I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet. I am movement. Vivid colors. I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas. I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel. I am everything I wanted to be.